Let me touch this world gently; I don’t need to raise a storm or bring down a mountain. Let me simply hold a hand and whisper a prayer. Let me gaze upon a delicate flower and share its beauty with the next traveler along the way. I don’t need to be a sun, if I […]
Eventually I had to look up from my books to truly understand – but I’m grateful for every last line I read, because the drops of ink spilled by those who walked before me helped guide me towards my own first step. It wasn’t so much what those pages spoke, but the rising frustration I […]
In the light of the sun, may we loop the final stitch in all that’s been shorn unduly apart; and by the soft glow of the moon let us smooth out what remains of all our old scars. When we feel the slight itch of a past pain, let us casually brush it away – […]
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